Qin Yu's little notebook might seem trivial, but it's super practical. The Elder was clearly impressed after studying it and decided it was worthwhile, which is why he gave out such generous rewards.
"Red envelopes, more red envelopes! Let's see what's inside." Jiaojiao opened the little red envelope pouch, her eyes shining.
Wuque still respects tradition; when they say red envelope, it means money. The same goes for all the three thousand worlds—inside were 88 Middle Grade Spirit Stones.
That was a lot more than what Qin Yu expected.
Logically, it shouldn't be that much. Otherwise, wouldn't she have missed out big time in the past years?
"They're probably so generous this year because they've just handled a big issue and want to appease the people."
"Yeah, it definitely wasn't this much before, probably just 88 Low Grade Spirit Stones."
Both person and cat comforted themselves this way.
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